The Fox, The Wizard and The Wardrobe [Open, Scarf's]

[Aeon]

It had been a long day, Aeon had picked a few fights, managing to come out of them alive somehow and his cloak was rather torn up and pierced by weapons, claw and teeth of his adversaries of the day.



Aeon relaxed back near a small campfire he had made inside the city, it was rather quiet towards the end of the day. The sun was setting filling the sky with a mirage of oranges, reds and yellows as it slowly sank towards night. It was a rather beautiful mixed in with the crackles and smell of the campfire as it burned through the wood.



It heat filled the air as Aeon sat behind it, giving his sword a good clean and oil, one of the things you would normally have your character’s in dungeon and dragons do after using metal equipment to help prevent them rusting or getting to manky.



After that was done, he removed a small skin of water and used it to wash through his hair, it wasn’t the same without using shampoo to at least make sure it smelled clean, but it was good to be able to wash through and be a little cleaner than when you had come back from a fight, at least it didn’t give as much of an impression that you were a street bum or something along those lines, Aeon planned to leave it till late before heading to a tavern and renting a room for a night of bed rest. He didn’t fancy pulling an all-night hunt that he had done occasionally they took a lot out him and made you rather tired the next day.



Aeon took a bundled together roll of tailoring equipment and materials from his bag, setting to work making small repairs to his clothing tears, his cloak had become a bit ragged and would be less waterproof so it would make sense to use the off-cuts he kept lying around to patch them up to make it look a little less combat battered, but the worn effect was rather cool in his eyes, it gave the impression to him of some sort of veterancy over anything else.



However he knew that some point soon he would have to replace it for something better.



After completing his fixing up’s Aeon, set to work on trying to come up with new idea’s on what to make as items, if he was ever going to make a business out of tailoring and actually make a living in this world and not be a street bum like the vast majority of players at this point, he had to make things that were unique and be able to be a running name, like a brand but without badges because badges in his mind were…



See you can have this t-shirt which is exactly the same as this one but with no logo so it’s 10 pounds or this fashion statement t-shirt which is matching to this one and made by children in India with a brand logo for 100 pounds.



Aeon felt rather lonely though he ended up talking to himself most of the time, not many people would come over and speak to him, the most chat you got was in the fields but even then it was more of a tense time trying to work out if your could trust someone.



Aeon let out a slow sigh as he continued to work on his designs, on his rather rough drawings.


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[Okami]

Okami, of course, had spent her day talking with people. It hadn't mattered if they were with her at the time, with the lovely magical powers shared between all adventurers known as telepathy, since she could just put a hand up to her ear and give anyone on her friends list a call. Which is basically what she'd been doing all day. From the time she headed out into the forests to when she'd taken to her alchemic experiments, the fox-tail had been amusing herself with talking to others. She enjoyed a good conversation, even in real life, she'd just never been much of a talker then (irony, she knew). But now? You couldn't close this chatter box with iron bars strapped to her face.

Making her way through the forests and back into the ever bustling town of London, Okami frowned at the lack of, well, bustling. She knew it was getting late and some shops were closing up for the day, sure, but there was always some kind of party going on at an inn of some kind. But she couldn't hear a peep from the city. Odd, very odd. And not nearly as fun as she could hope it be. So without so much as a giggle or laugh or howler being picked up from the great ancient fantasy city edition of Britannia, the fox-tail decided that it'd probably be best if she stuck to the edge of town for now. If she couldn't find her fun inside the city, surely she could find-Oooohh

One might expect for even the most minor of experienced adventurers, that calling out your intention to approach the fire pit site would be the first thing you did. And to an extent, that's what Okami did, briskly walking right into the area with her hand raised high and hollering at the man, she assumed man, sitting by the fire. What you'd usually do, however, was stand by the edge and politely ask if it'd be alright to come sit down for some warmth and maybe a good old chat on the days adventures. The sorcerer just barreled her way in and made her-self at home, plopping right down next to the man with a toothy smile. Which only got bigger when she'd realized who was really sitting by the fire. "Oi! Aeon~ Silly person~ Lay off the dark next time, I didn't see you there~" She stated, having genuinely not realized that the man by the fire had been a fellow sorcerer.

"So whatcha doin~?"

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OOC: Not quite 500 something words, but a 400 is fine too.

[Aeon]

Aeon was drawing at his campfire, when someone seemed to bound up to the campfire and suddenly ended up sitting next to him. Aeon was in the process of playing around with a small off cut of fabric doing some embroidery, fancy stuff clearly something that any bloke wouldn’t want to be caught dead doing.



Raising his head slowly as he moved the small embroidery round to be hidden from view of the new comer, Aeon saw someone he thought he had seen before, they seemed to emanate eccentricity and this was a fox-tail race person, with their ears and tail, moving about. A bit like a half dog, half cat. Seemingly almost instantly just setting up camp, because they could.



He heard the creature blurt out his name.



“O hello……..” after some pause he said “Okami, your that super eccentric fox sorcerer that likes ice if I remember correctly, my memory just really bad I always forget names and sometimes faces, but here I guess everyone is……. Kind of unique”



When she asked about what he was doing, Aeon attempted to sleight of hand a new piece of silk so he could pretend he wasn’t doing something totally embarrassing for him.



He said as he began playing with silk, folding it over and wrapping it up into different shapes.



“I am a tailor you see so sometimes I spend my night’s designing bits and bobs that could be unique products or unique things that only I make, I find it’s a good way to burn time and enjoy what little we have here”



Continuing he said



“So is there anything I can help with at all, I kind of like to keep my hands busy or I have a tendency of drifting off into other worlds and daydreaming”


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[Okami]

"Hmmm?" She hummed, looking at him with curiosity. "What was oddly specific~" Not that she minded Aeon being so specific with his statements of her. It's not they were bad at all. She was super energetic, yes, and totally a fox-tail who wielded the phenomenal cosmic powers of the universe through the class known as sorcery. It was her job, Okami imagined, to punch reality in the face until it gave up and did what she wanted. Which was usually freeze something into an icey death. The sorcerer grinned up at her fellow spell caster. "Hey hey, I'm not always using ice to kill things ya know? I've got other tricks up my sleeve~"

"And it's okay if you don't remember everyone." She reached up and patted him re-reassuringly on the back, "there's a lot of us here~. You should just focus on remembering all your friends on your friends list~," The foxtail looked up at him with a warm smile, "Like me~"

"Its so good that you keep your-self busy! I've seen some players in this game," She leaned into Aeon's personal space, eyes darting around the area conspicuously, before raising a hand to block off her whispered words to the non-existent eavesdroppers on their conversation. "They're all lay a bouts, the lot of them. Only just sitting around or doing just enough to stay at the inn. Not like us, you see. We be the revolutionaries and thinkers. The people who get stuff done~" The fox-tailed whispered to her friend, obviously not believing a word she said. it was all playful rambling to her, and that was something she tried to convey with a wink to her fellow sorcerer.

"And I think you could help me with something." She said completely normally, leaning back into her own personal bubble. "It'd be pretty great if I could get something to spouse up this outfit." The fox-tail poked at her starter equipment, "Girls gotta have options you know? I'd love having something to do change things up a bit. Got anything in particular in mind big guy?"

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Word Count: 347
OOC: Conspiracies everywhere! Trust no one!

[Aeon]

LvL 10 Accessory

Aeon, thought over big guy!!! He was just lanky he wasn’t muscular or large, maybe it was because he was quite tall but that was about normal in the United Kingdoms of Britannia, maybe she was just trying to “charm” him so she could get more stuff for free, but I guess everyone wants stuff for free in this world.

Aeon looked at the option of the friends request he wondered what he should do, his hand hovering slightly closer to the X than the Tick

Aeon looked the fox tail up and down repeatedly contemplating an idea, on how to spruce up her outfit, a way to make it new and original, something that would be, WOW!! Factor something that would go with that hair, Aeon was sure that women liked outfits that showed themselves off without making them look larger.

So anything black was out of the question….. As Aeon thought this over he wondered if he was losing his sanity he was actually contemplating style, he wondered if he was going to lose his marbles because of this.

He kept thinking no its ok for a man to think of these things he’s designing something for a customer this is a business, I have to think of new things even if it’s outside the box for me.

Aeon took some silk out from his bag, this was of moderate quality but not of his more recently acquired expensive pieces.

Aeon said to Okami “well this is just an idea, what about a scarf made of silk” Aeon held out a moderate sized piece of silk

“If you like the feel of silk and think a scarf would suit you I will make a proper one for you”



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[Okami]

Okami tilted her head, expression puzzled. Ears twitched meaningfully as the fox-tail wondered about the sudden silence that had take over the conversation. Had she asked the wrong thing? It was just a simple request for something to make her outfit more bearable. Now it wasn't like the sorcerer was expecting some spectacular addition to her very, very tiny selection of clothing at the moment. Within this world, Elder Tales, things had to be made, invented, before they could be accessed. And with how fresh, as they were, to the system they were all trapped in it wasn't like there was anyone around yet who could provide her with the kind of leveled clothing she needed, armor wise. But that didn't mean she couldn't enjoy the benefits of a rather nice accessory that would look nice on her.

Her tail flicked to the side. Unsure with how to deal with the, not quite eccentric as she was but certainly had his own charm, as it were, tailor Caster opened her mouth to say something before she spotted him move. He rummaged through his little bag, digging around inside for something. The fox-tail tilted her head to the other side, trying to get a good look inside his belongings. Pretty cloth bunched up within the bag, vibrant colors and beautiful designs. Okami's eyes lit up in awe at all at the items, and tried to move closer to get a better view of it's insides.

Then he pulled out a silken cloth, a tad expensive looking but pretty enough that it'd be entirely worth it to spend the money on. In the real world, with her bad sight, touch was an important part of her clothing purchases - her other senses were heightened to make up for the failed sight, so the feel of something was something she took seriously. That hadn't changed, even with her newly acquired fantastic vision. She had to stop her-self from outright making a grabbing the material and rubbing her cheeks into it.

Then Aeon offered to make her a scarf out of it. "YES!" She said automatically, bolting up and staring at the fellow sorcerer with starry eyes. "I would love a scarf~!" The sorcerer's tail flicked back and forth excitedly, easily showing just how happy she was at the man's offer.

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OOC: silk so soft it's almost as soft as the fluff~

[Aeon]

Post 2 of 3 for Silk Scarf, 3 Level 10 materials

Aeon said to Okami, “well your highly aren’t you I’ll make you a high level scarf, is there anything you could make me also, I do fancy increasing my magic potential or the power of my electricity”

Aeon pulled out a roll of level 10 silk and a spindle of thread and set to work on making it as unique as possible folding it a few times, and trying to fluff the ends into looking a bit like fox tail’s seeing as he was making this for a crazy foxy tail, he was planning on making it as unique as possible for the crazy creature.

Aeon planned to make it look as unique as possible for her eccentric behaviour she always seemed to show.


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[Okami]

"Hmm? Of course Aeon~ I'd love to make you something~" Of course the fox-tail hadn't actually managed to make anything coherent just yet. Her attempt to follow a fairly basic recipe in enchanting basic items had ended with her sitting in a small back alley, with herbs shoved into her face, while she sat hunched over a small bot stirring the foulest of dark materials crafted through dark sourcery. Not sorcery. Sourcery. Because it was an entirely sour experience that she'd rather not have to repeat. The sorcerer was still trying to get the small out of her clothing. Not that anyone noticed with all the herb's she'd been using to keep others from noticing.

"I need to know what you want before I can start, though." The alchemist looked over to the tailor, eying him curiously. "Whatcha want? A necklace that can lower your mana point usage? A watch that can lower your cool down? A ring that can boosts your magic power? I can't guarantee anything, but I'm more than willing to try~!" An honest declaration of intent to work her hardest, as it were. Okami was...well, Alana was, by nature, a quiet but kind woman. If a friend was going to ask her for help, those very, very few friends, then she'd do what she could to help them. A tail swish, an ear perk and an excitable glint in those round eyes signaled that the fox-tail was more than willing to help Aeon in anyway she could.

She watched him work. His crafting wasn't exactly flawless, but held a dexterous grace that she was sure she couldn't replicate. He folded and stitched, the ends of the long silk cloth ending in attached fluffy bits that Okami was most definitely appreciating. The fox-tail smiled at his work, appreciating all the effort her buddy was putting in to make her something.

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OOC: Added a bit more description for the mods since they have to look through this eventually. Tried to keep it basic and with Aeon's base idea. Hope you don't mind man.

[Aeon]

Aeon worked with his thread as he worked on making the extra thick and fluffy scarf, for his extra crazy fluffy friend.

Aeon said to her in response to her question “Well, I wouldn’t mind an item to boost my magic potential, but something that improves my defence or dexterity or blocks melee attacks would also help or maybe health increase, Being race of the ritual doesn’t really help in the health department doesn’t take me long before my health is in the red zone, and defence would help me with my idea of being a combat sorcerer, I also find myself being obsessed with the control of Lightning”

Aeon seemed to bring a hand to his forehead and seemed to check his forehead for something, maybe there was a reason behind this in his real life tale, none had yet to discover or maybe he just needed to scratch his forehead, time may tell if it ever leaks out or not.

Aeon continued “well I’ll leave it down to the crafters decision I don’t mind an amulet or a ring, whatever you think will suit a crazy idiot like me, I’ll take care of it carefully either way”

Aeon slowly worked his way doubling its thickness before he decided to put in an extra unique touch.

Weaving through both pieces, Aeon began adding little fox tailed embroidery to the scarf, they were full threaded through the majority of the tail but the tip was an outline so the colour of the scarf’s silk showed through showing a different colour that the thread, Aeon did this multiple times adding many tails to the scarf.

After this was finished Aeon held out the scarf across both his arms, his stitch work was ok but of course he wasn’t the god of stitching so he wasn’t going to be perfect as a newbe.


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[Okami]

"Hmm," Okami hummed, tilting her head and placing a finger on her chin. Creating a magical accessory that could improve health or dexterity? It might be possible. Truthfully, while she made offers to everyone and their mother, the fox-tail hadn't exactly worked on many accessories. Or much of anything, really. Most of her knowledge was gotten through minor experiments or reading books. And while that was certainly giving her an edge, it wasn't producing the shining sword of alchemy the fox-tail would need to cut into the natural orders of the world to make what she wanted. Briefly, ever so briefly, the vixen woman frowned at the thought. She'd been slacking, the sorcerer realized, and Okami would have to change that real quick like.

And then Aeon rubbed his forehand with his hand, with Okami catching a glimpse of what he might be alluding too.

Then she giggled, raising a hand to keep the mirth from getting too far out of control, suddenly reminded of a certain piece of literature that all British were quite aware of. She'd read it to her younger siblings, and was sure he'd have touched it at some point him-self. Her fellow sorcerer continued, giving specifics of what he'd want. Okami listened attentively, nodding her head as he went on. "Mmm," she gave, grinning at the man, "gotcha~ I'll make it a big surprise for you~" Yes, an amulet or ring would most definitely be better for someone expecting to be running through the gauntlets and trials of Elder Tales. Though, honestly, it felt like the ring would be the best choice. Small and powerful, kinda like a certain little pinkiette foxin~

As they spoke, the sorcerer hadn't stopped his work, diligently stitching and sewing on the cloth. The fox-tail had obviously been keeping an eye on it, and felt a smile slip onto her features as the man placed the design. A little fox, light red in color, almost pink one might say, with the scarf's coloring only accelerating it's design. It was simple, no doubt, even with the added tales. But it was cute, and more importantly, made by a friend.

"It's beautiful, Aeon," Okami said, glowing, speaking with a matronly voice one might think impossible of the excitable fluff ball. "Thank you," She added, tail swishing lazily, if a bit happy, swayed behind her.

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OOC: Got a bit more descriptive with it to make thinks easier on the mods grading while trying to place it within the boundaries of Aeon's writing.